[He shuts his eyes for a moment, concentrating. Living the memory as if he was there too.] Perfect, thank you.
[Hank gives him a nod that he's ready and Charles steps to the chair, sitting down and adjusting the headset over him.] I apologize that there's not much to see for you. Not yet anyway, we're working on that...
[The headset glows and Charles has to grip the armrests to keep himself grounded, his brain overloaded with images and people. It's a thrill every time but difficult to control. After the initial shock, he can search for her friend.]